Apocalypse RP! Okay,

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Apocalypse RP! Okay,

Apocalypse RP! Okay, in this RP, the year is 3021 and earrth is in chaos. In 2089, there was an technical breakthrough like never before. Hover cars were invented, high tech weapons, powerful drones, and most of all, mankind mastered robotics. There are robots most everywhere nowadays. American and British millitary (In 3018) started a new robotics program that was meant to aid  

the millitary and to prevent too many deaths in active combat. The two countries built combat robots and sent them into active combat. Many other countries followed their example and soon human soldiers were almost never used in battle. But soon after this occured, an organization callng themselves the 'Red Eagles' (a cult bent on taking over the world) created a virus and infected

most of the countries' computer systems, causing the robots to go haywire and rebel against thejr creators. Now, earth ravaged by the bots and Red Eagle, there is still order to some extent, the Red Eagle hasn't completely 

taken over the world yet, but they're sure close. It's a robot apocolypse. Robots are slowly but surely taking over country after country for Red Eagle. All the countries that are partially still in control are America, Britain, the southern part of Africa, and most of Asia, but the remaining countries are in turmoil. Here's the character sheet and my character.                                                                                                                                                                                                       

 

 

Name: Brock Jones, Age: 15, Personality: Rather a tough fellow, though he has a kind heart and a humor. Talent: Brock is a tech whiz and robot expert. Weapon: A high powered rifle and silencer.

 

 

 

submitted by Will T , age 14, GA
(March 27, 2015 - 9:48 pm)

Hey, Danie? Could you change Quill? She's exactly like my charrie and it feels like you copied me...

 

Mockingbird-

I step past the kids and drop into a fighting stance, trying to get a grip on my opponent, obviously someone from Black Wolf.

The boy walks out of the shadows. I ready my gun and glare.

"Who are you?" I growl, readying a bullet.

"Who am I?" he smirks, "I'm Jackal."

He lunges suddenly, and I barely have time to duck. 

submitted by Brookeira
(April 10, 2015 - 5:54 pm)

Brock-

Brock was in trouble. He had started off early in the morning to go and meet his friend to recrute her for the rebellion. He was a part of a local group that was starting a rebellion against Red Eagle. Brock had been assigned by the group leader to get together a special task force team to aid them in their uprising. As of now, Brock needed his friend on the team. But he had been spotted by a couple of local security bots who were now after him. Bots usually didn't go after anybody unless that person was 'causing problems' for Red Eagle. Which, as usual, he had. Brock charged down the street, dodging cars and street signs. Bullets flew by him and put holes through pretty much everything. Brock pulled out his own weapon before jumping behind a low cement wall. The first bot came along. Brock aimed carefully, then pulled the trigger to his rifle and blew out the bot's knee. Then he aimed and and pled the thing in the head. He quickly dispatched the other one also. 

 
Then he got up, and kept running. There were more where those came from.

 

submitted by Will T, age 14, GA
(April 12, 2015 - 9:01 pm)

You guys are really good writers!! Top top top top Top DO YOU HEAR ME!!!!!! This is getting soo good!!!

submitted by Topopop
(April 16, 2015 - 8:15 pm)

Agreed this is really interesting topppp!

submitted by Toppity
(April 17, 2015 - 8:22 pm)